| 127:1 | Laboring and Prospering with the LORDA Song of Ascents. Of Solomon. Unless the LORD builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; Unless the LORD guards the city, The watchman stays awake in vain. |
| 127:2 | It is vain for you to rise up early, To sit up late, To eat the bread of sorrows; For so He gives His beloved sleep. |
| 127:3 | Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward. |
| 127:4 | Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth. |
| 127:5 | Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them; They shall not be ashamed, But shall speak with their enemies in the gate. |